Reign of Wrath (Dirty Broken Savages #3)(40)

She reaches down and peels off her top, looking me right in the eye when she says, “Fuck me.”

I can feel the other three reacting, each of them attuned to her and turned on instantly, just from the sight of her body and her bold ass words.

It hits me too, and my cock starts hardening in my pants.

We all move toward her, but Ash reaches her first. He pulls her into a deep kiss, practically bending her backward at first. River makes a soft noise of pleasure into it, and the rest of us gather around them, watching.

When Ash pulls back finally, there’s a grin on his face and his eyes are heated. “What brought this on?”

River shakes her head, looking a little dazed. “Because I…”

She trails off, swallowing hard. Her blue eyes are dilated, her cheeks flushed, and her silver hair wild. The outfit she wore to the club hugs her curves perfectly, and she looks fucking stunning right now, her chest rising and falling fast with each breath.

“You what?” I press, my voice dropping to a low growl.

“I need you.”

I can hear the raw truth in her voice, heightened by the adrenaline that must be coursing through her system, and it makes my cock pulse.

Moving almost like a single unit, we all surround her. I slide into the place Ash vacates, grabbing River and kissing her hard. She tastes like heat and passion, like the victory of pulling off our plan tonight, even though we were all worried about it. There’s pride and relief there, and I chase that flavor and kissing her like I want to devour her.

She gasps into my mouth, and I pull back enough to see that Knox has his hand fisted in her hair, tugging hard on the strands. He keeps her in place for me, letting me ravage her mouth with mine, and I take my fill, kissing her and nipping at her lips.

River arches against us, her body seeking out more, and she only has to ask in that way to get what she wants.

Ash reaches down and starts playing with her nipples, the little silver rings in them glinting in the overhead light. He tugs on the piercings, grinning when she whines low in her throat at what must be a pleasurable kind of pain. He tugs harder, and she gasps, rubbing against me in search of more stimulation.

By now, we all know what she likes. That edge of pain and pleasure, her limits pushed just enough that she loses herself in it.

She’s caught between us, me at her front, Knox at her back, Ash and Priest to the sides, touching and teasing and working her up until she’s putty for us. Right where she clearly wants to be.

Knox reaches around with his free hand and starts slipping a hand into her pants. It’s a feat, considering how tight they are, but where there’s a will, Knox always finds a way. I help him, unzipping them and making more room, and Knox smirks, working his hand down so he can cup her pussy.

He rubs her slowly, and River pushes her hips out, grinding against his palm with a desperate little noise. Knox grins and leans in so his mouth is right by her ear, pulling her hair harder to make sure he has her attention.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” he growls out, low enough to affect River, but loud enough that we can all hear it.

River’s eyes flare wide, and I can tell that possessive gesture turned her on something fierce. The dark blue of her eyes is getting swallowed up by the pitch black of her lust and desire, and it’s a good look on her.

She swallows hard, and when she speaks, her voice is raspy with need. “It’s yours,” she says, arching as Ash keeps toying with her nipples. “Fuck. Please.”

Those words hit me in a tender place, making the heat and arousal flare even hotter. My cock is rock hard in my pants, pressing insistently against the front of my fly, but I ignore it for now, instead dropping to my knees in front of River.

I get rid of her shoes, then tug her pants and panties down and toss them away, exposing her sweet pussy to all of us.

Knox smirks and spreads her open, showing off her soaking wet folds and the pretty pink hole that’s so damn tempting. He slides two fingers into her, and River moans like she can’t decide if it hurts or feels good, but judging from the way her hips buck forward to get more, I’m leaning toward it feeling good.

And I can’t hold myself back anymore. Just the sight of it makes my mouth water, and I lean forward, following the scent of her arousal until I can taste the source.

“Oh shit,” River gasps out. She twists and writhes from all the stimulation, bucking against my mouth and Knox’s fingers. Ash keeps playing with her tits, and I can hear her and Priest kissing deeply, both of them groaning and sighing into each other’s mouths.

It all turns me on even more.

I’ve never shared a woman with my brothers before—never before River—but somehow, this fucking works. None of us are into each other that way, but we’re close enough that we don’t have any hang ups about getting close like this.

And hearing and feeling what all four of us do to River? How much we turn her on, and how needy we make her?

I fucking love that.

While Knox buries his fingers in her time and time again, I focus on eating her out. I suck at her clit until I can feel her trembling against me, and her moans of pleasure are muffled by Priest kissing her.

She can’t go anywhere with Knox holding on to her hair the way he is, and Ash keeps her on that line between too much pain and too much pleasure, using his talented hands to their best effect.

This close to her, it’s like I can feel the pleasure rising, can taste it against my tongue as she spirals closer and closer to falling apart. River is so wet, and I lap up everything she gives me, savoring the sweet sharp tang of her and diving back in for more again and again.